[Hook: P-Dice]
I'm finna ball just like I'm Duncan
I pa** your b**h off, my n***as dunk it
I pa** that burner off, they blam it down
I throw that money up, they slam it down
(2x)
[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
Remy Boyz
I know you n***as heard us, we make plenty noise
Them choppas leave you hurting, we got plenty toys
I said, b**h, we are the motherf**ing Remy Boyz
We get plenty love, I got plenty plugs
b**h, my trap be jumping, I buys plenty d**
Try to take it from me, wish a n***a would
Look this forty, it go bang-bang at his f**ing head
Leave that n***a dead, n***as will catch you slipping
That mean your a** was lacking, you ain't had a pistol
Black and, black and white stripes, I am so official
Fetty, Fetty Cash sh**ting on them, where's the tissue
Bad b**hes on a n***a, I dont't have an issue
All I want is money, you can have your heart
I never loved a b**h and I ain't tryna start
You can s** my dick and then we falling off
Cause baby, all I want is drink the furnace full of d**
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Montana Bucks]
Balling like Tim Duncan
Your b**h coming through, it's only ten something
Balling on the court now
Like Shaq, how my n***as bring the court down
And we be throwing alley-oops
I could show your b**h what the molly do
You think you tough, we get rowdy too
I g'stroll through your strip in the Cali coupe
Riding in my car tints
Balling on these n***as like I'm Shawn Kemp
And I got shooters like Robert Horry
I hit my connect, he said he got it for me
Cause I be balling like I'm CP
Late night, I pull up at the BP
Long range shooting, that's the deep three
Remy Boyz, n***a, we the big three
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[Verse 3: P-Dice]
Remy Boyz and we up in here
I can tell that you f**ing scared
Got your girl in her underwear
Cutting crack on that tupperware
Blowing stacks, I'm that type of guy
E pills my type of high
He real, I ain't tryna stunt
He be hurting my [?]
I be in the playoffs, trust me I'm a true G
Hit you, then, I skate off, Kristi Yamaguchi
Expialidocious, trust me ya'll, I'm focused
Pockets looking too right, f** boy that you notice
I'm up boy while you sleeping, I ain't get a wink yet
Man, I only think checks, [?] on my mind
Tell her that I only need neck, like the way that she grind
Man, I swear that a** is the best, DJ Khaled and ‘em
We be styling on rims, easy styling with friends
f** g's, I'm piling them m's, s*uts we piling them in
Remy Boyz, oh, they be bumping
Balling out like we Tim Duncan, balling like Tim Duncan
[Hook]